Explain?
Blanca looked at Matthew, displeased. This petty man. One word from him, and would these reporters still dare linger? He just wanted to see her make a fool of herself.
Well, she wouldnât!
âLetâs calm down, everyone. As for everything you want to know, how about we talk about it in the meeting room?â Blanca looked calmly at the reporters.
She looked harmless, but was dealing with the reportersâ situation so casually. A few of them were beginning to look at her differently.
Coming across something like this, normally people either hid away or panicked, and fiercer ones threw tantrums at the reporters. There werenât that many who could remain as collected as Blanca and even welcome the reporters into the company to speak.
This young woman had cojones. No wonder Matthew took a shine to her!
Murmurs came from the crowd and Matthew cocked an eyebrow. He hadnât said anything because he wanted to see how Blanca would deal with this!
If she couldnât even handle this much, she didnât deserve to be the wife of the chairman.
Blanca pretended he hadnât heard the conversations from the rest and had Curtis make everyone tea, then led them all to the meeting room!
With all those commands, she just seemed to notice Matthew beside her, and stuck her tongue out. âYou donât mind me using your meeting room, do you, Mr. Grant?â
âI do mind.â
Matthew said coldly. This woman was really treating the company like she owned it, wasnât she? Using it so freely.
Thinking of how eagerly sheâd waited for news from Peter, and now how friendly she was with the reporters, Matthew felt his chest close up. Forget about Peter, in Blancaâs eyes, but he wasnât even on the level with these reporters whose names they did not even know.
Matthewâs face darkened further and further. âBlanca, the meeting room is for company business only. I wonât allow you to use it for your personal affairs.â
Heâd sold the loving husband and wife show before the reporters, and now he was giving her lip?
Blancaâs smile froze at the corner of her lips. You couldnât count on anyone these days...
Please Be Gentle With Me Mr Grant ï¤Chapter 164 Surrounded by Reporters Accidental love II ï¤Chapter 100 Youâre So Kind âItâs not just my private affairs, is it, Mr. Grant?â Blanca sneered and approached Matthew, squinting at him and threatening, âIf you donât want me to use it, fine. We can have those reporters wait in the room. Itâs time for work anyway, and I need to clock in. As for... how theyâll write about the Empire Group disrespecting the media, itâs not something I have a say over.â
Blanca chuckled, making as if she wanted to leave.
Looking at her brisk attitude, Matthewâs brow worried. He couldnât very well allow the good name of the Empire Group to be ruined by some playground-level move by Blanca â or how childish would this be!
âYou have ten minutes to clean this up, got it?â
Matthew said that and left.
So he wasnât planning on getting involved in the meeting? Blancaâs eyes darkened. Sheâd relied on herself since growing up, or she couldnât have survived, so... even if Matthew left her out to dry, she wouldnât mind.
Blanca hummed a little tune on the way to the meeting room. The crowd of reporters in there were getting impatient.
Sure, the wife of the chairman looked nice and had prepared them some tea!
But they werenât here for tea!
âSorry to keep you waiting, everyone. Let me explain to you all what happened last night.â Blanca walked in thinking nothing of it, stood in the center of the meeting room, and examined her surroundings. âActually, Mr. Grant and I argued yesterday, and he left me alone in the party.â
âPffft-â
Just as Blanca finished, Curtis, who was in the meeting room as well, spat out his mouthful of water.
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